best dressed reader of the day

La Dolce Vita.

Genre: Smut. And some fluff too. 

Summary: When your best friend decides to screw you over with the werewolf boy you absolutely hate during your heat~ 

Pairing: Reader [Werewolf AU!] x Jeon fucking Jungkook [Werewolf AU!]

Word Count: 6.9k-ish

Dedicated to my sweet strawberry jelly, @nomoreghostie-anon, Happy Birthday, sunshine!! I hope you like this trash writing of mine ahahah :) 

Also tagging @writeiolite who read this like a billion months ago and loved it, your encouragement always makes me beyond happy!!

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

“Unnie,” you whined, tugging on the end of Jiyoon’s dress, “Don’t go!”

Your heat was supposed to start in a few days and initially you had planned to chain yourself in your room and let her take care of you through it. However her unexpected business trip ruined all your plans. She sighed, turning around to look at you in a mix of understanding and seriousness as she sat you by the edge of the bed.

“Look, ___ I don’t have a choice. If I don’t attend this meeting, they’ll fire me.” She groaned, rubbing the sides of your arm, “But it’ll be okay, you’ve been through this before.”

“Yeah, but I had a boyfriend to help me out then,” you whined, looking at her with pleading eyes. “This is the first time I’ll have to go through it alone.”

“Well, you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” your eyebrows quirked up at her words and you looked at her in curiosity, urging her to go on. “Look, there are other werewolves in my boyfriend’s pack, you know they can help you.”

You groaned in annoyance, knowing full well about Hoseok’s pack and the members, not forgetting to mention their weird habits, but there was no way you were going to let any of them get close to you, especially not Jungkook. Not when you were in heat.

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Originally posted by luuuuuke-evans

Originally posted by luuuuuke-evans

Titled: ‘Tease’

Warnings: Gaston/Luke Evans feels, FLUFF 

Word Count: 1,392 

Tagging: @norrihiddleskittycap  @captainemwinchester @little-red-83 @impalaimagining@sherlocks-timetraveling-assbutt @hobbithorse19 @feelmyroarrrr @lefouismylife@redimagines @letowolfie @ciaprincess @speedycatbluebird @haniiix33 @mademoiselle-lani @winchester-writes  rexhepierijona

A/N:   Request from @btrombley13:  You should write a Gaston x reader where, much like Belle, he just keeps trying to win her over but the reader just keeps denying. Maybe where the reader continously teases him, whether it’s by joking with him or wearing a dress which just compliments the reader in best ways. I just thought that would be funny and actually kind of cute. Cause lets face it, Luke Evans Gaston is amazing ^_^ have a good day :)

A/N: Sure! Of course! I hope this was what you were looking for!! 

For years, Gaston offered you his heart and hand, but you would respectfully decline his wish. You liked Gaston and all, but you feared of settling. You didn’t want to settle to early on in life. You were young and ambitious. Plus, Gaston and you have been companions longer then before Gaston showed you signs of love. You also didn’t want to see that kindled relationship be destroyed if things fell through. Gaston, on the other hand, knew he had you reeled in, it only just a matter of time. But since you and Gaston were still only friends, you were certainly not shy from the idea of messing with one another. 

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So this is insane on so many levels, and since the last time I made a favorites fic list, people seemed to really like it! So here are some new fics on both AO3 and Tumblr!


United States vs. Barnes (AO3)
Bucky Barnes Fic
So this fic is one of the best things that I have EVER read and everyone needs to see this!!! Basically Bucky turns himself in and goes to trial and tears ensue in this not-really-a-fic fic. 3 part series

Cross This River To The Other Side (AO3)
Bucky Barnes Fic
So this fic is kind of like United States vs. Barnes, but it is a bit more detailed and follows Steve along the journey through Bucky’s trial. This is amazing and everyone should read it! 3 part series

Prejudice (AO3)
Barry Allen x Reader

I Rock Steady
Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes
by @melonshino
This fic is filled with sexy sexy because “The boys decide not to accompany you to your dance class and you make them regret it. You also get to reap the rewards.” Ongoing series (2 parts)

They’re Watching
Dean Winchester x Reader
by @daydreamingintheimpala
So this amazing and kinda creepy fic was written by my mutual who I never talk to (hey girl, how you doin?), and it is basically about the reader being stalked and finding posters of herself on the subway and going to Dean, a detective, to help her. Ongoing series

Missing Parts
Harry Potter x Reader
by @imaginexmyxdragon
The reader is the daughter of Sirius Black and becomes friends with the trio their first year at Hogwarts. The series follows the four of them all the way through school and their adventures in the wizarding world. Ongoing series

Chemical Reaction
Barry Allen x Reader
by @winchester-with-wings
In this AU, both the reader and Barry are teachers at a school together and begin seeing each other secretly. Ongoing series

Woman Of Letters
Dean Winchester x Reader
by @like-a-bag-of-potatoes
The reader is a legacy of the Men of Letters and seeks out Sam and Dean at the bunker. Dean avoids her for the majority of the time that she is there, but they slowly start to fall for each other. Ongoing series

Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @brighterlights
Bucky Barnes is a famous actor who has recently broken up with his girlfriend. When the reader posts a selfie with the caption “Date me” and he responds, things begin to fall into place. Ongoing series

Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @redgillan
It’s Mardi Gras and Tony throws a costume party. Reader comes dressed up as an angel and Bucky shows up looking like a very attractive pimp. Very sexy time on the balcony ensues. 

Misdialed Call
Steve Rogers x Reader
by @avengersandchill
When the reader attempts to call her best friend to vent about her horrible day but actually calls the wrong number, ending up with her unknowingly ranting to Steve, they begin talking and eventually seeing each other. Ongoing series

Dangerous Woman
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @belleetlabeast
So whenever this fic shows up in my feed, I lowkeye scream a little bit because HOLY SHIT THIS IS SO GOOD. Anyway, reader is a single mother who is a lawyer and is employed by Tony Stark to represent the Avengers. Reader and Bucky begin seeing each other and it is the cutest thing ever and if you’re reading this Kate, please update it. Please. I’m begging. Ongoing series

The Lucky One
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @avengerofyourheart
“As a single mom with a jerk of an ex-husband, you’re doing your best to run the family business all on your own when your mother hires a mysterious man with a troubled past to help out. He just might be what you need in your life, but will his secrets bring you together or tear you apart? “ Ongoing series

Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @after-avenging-hours
"A heartbeat.  One of the most recognizable sensations and sounds. That unmistakable pounding in your chest.  The teller of emotions.  The provider of life.  The home of your soul.  From the moment you are born, your heartbeat is linked to another’s.  Destined to beat in tandem.” Completed series

No Hard Feelings
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @therealjamesbarnes
Reader is a psychology student at a college where the Avengers just happen to be having one of their battles. The reader is seen protecting Bucky, putting a target on her back. She continues going to college, except, she lives in the tower with the rest of the Avengers. Ongoing series

Heart Skip
Steve Rogers x Reader
by @after-avenging-hours
A spin-off series of Heartbeat, only a few select people are give soulmates, Steve and the reader being some of them, making life a little bit more difficult than expected. Ongoing series

Acceptance Speech
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @buckyywiththegoodhair
Bucky uses his time onstage at the Oscars to tell the world about his secret. You. 

Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @thatawkwardtinyperson tags not working
Reader and Bucky sext each other for the first time and sexy time ensues in the bathroom.

Bucky And His Service Dog
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @thatawkwardtinyperson tags not working
Bucky comes with reader to the animal shelter that she volunteers at and ends up adopting a disabled service dog to help him with his PTSD.

Want You Babygirl
Sebastian Stan x Reader
by @thatawkwardtinyperson tags not working
Sebastian and the reader are co-workers on a movie together and things get a little dirty while running lines.

The Crown
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @marvelous-fvcks
Based on The Princess Diaries 2/Anastasia. Reader is the princess and future queen of Genovia. In order to take her place as queen, she must marry someone, or Bucky will take the throne.

Married Life
1950′s!Dean Winchester x Reader
by @kas-not-cas
Dean and the reader met while working together in the war and eventually get married. Filled with smutty smut smut and cute 1950′s Dean.

Mini Matchmaker
Steve Rogers x Reader
by @avengerofyourheart
Reader works as one of Santa’s elfs at the mall and meets single dad, Steve Rogers. Completed series

Dance With Me
Bucky Barnes x Reader
by @plumfondler
Reader and Bucky have some very, very, very, public sex. That is all.

Days of the week: Monday (smut)

words: 1575

Days of the week l Monday - Jin Days of the week: Tuesday

Warning: This part contains smut!. Gif is not mine

Reader X All the members - Jin

  It wasn’t just a Monday. It was the Monday. The day you were expecting so much finally had come. The day you would be fucked by one of the boys. I must have freaked out, you thought. You still could not believe in that. You were going to meet Jin. You were just a few minutes to be fucking him. Oh ma fucking god.  

 You got dressed with your best pair of shirt and shorts. You didn’t want to put something hard to take off. Sooner your clothes were off sooner the fun would really start. You made your hair and wore some make up. You were kinda beautiful. I’m ready.

 You said goodbye to your roommate, not saying much about where you were going and got into your car. Checking the information once more, you left. When you arrived in the hotel, you didn’t know exactly what to do. You were about to talk to the receptionist when you saw that man. The bodyguard. You walked toward him trying to act confident.

“Good afternoon, milady. Follow me” He said politely. For one second you got shy. Did he know why and what for you were there? Did the boys always do that on their tours? Oh…

 You both got into the elevator. Of course they were in the penthouse. Where else would they be? The doors snapped open and you stopped in front of the room’s door.

 “I gotta check you again, milady” the man said.

“Oh, sure” you answered and let him do his job. When he finished and let you go inside, your legs didn’t want to move. You got nervous. Of course, you wouldn’t give up, but come on; you were going to fuck Jin.

“Any problem?” the bodyguard asked.

“N-no. Huh… Thank you. Bye” you said quickly and got inside the room.

And what a room.

That wasn’t a room. It was bigger than your dorm. There were four more doors inside there, probably bathrooms or beds. The second thing you noticed was that not all the boys were there.

“Hello, Y/N” Namjoon greeted you, “don’t worry. We are not staying or something, actually we were about to leave. Have fun” he said and hugged you before walking to the door, “the others are not here, they left sooner”.

“You are beautiful. I wish I was the one fucking you today” Hoseok said and you blushed, looking away. That was so weird to hear from him, because he was so… cute.

 “Thank you Hobi, huh. You’ll have your turn” you said.

“I know” he said and followed Namjoon.

Jin was standing a few centimeters away from you, he hadn’t said a word yet, maybe he was nervous too. I doubt. He was looking straight at you, making you be more nervous than you already were.

“You need something?” Namjoon asked.

 You signaled a “no” shyly and give him a smile, which he gave you back.

 There you were. Alone. With Jin. In a dorm. Jesus. He didn’t say anything at first, just stayed there looking you up and down as if you were a prey.

“You are really beautiful, Y/N” He said. Ah, mamma Jin. Always so polite.

“Thank you. You are really beautiful too, as always” you said, face reddening. He walked towards you as your legs started getting weak. He stopped in front of you, his body just a few centimeters away from yours.

“Can I?” he said, approaching his hand to your face. You nodded, closing your eyes when his fingertips brushed your cheek. His simple touch was so soft, “your lips are really inviting” He said before leaning in and placed his lips on yours, pecking it. That moment you felt your body melting, your heart rushing its pace and your brain screaming at you. You had just pecked Kim Seokjin’s lips. Oh my fucking God.

“Don’t be nervous. I’ll be gentle. And you can give up If you want” he said looking into your eyes, probably noticing your body’s reaction. Give up? No.

 In a sudden fullness of courage, you leaned in and placed your lips on his. This time neither you pulled away, instead of that, your lips started moving against each other’s, matching instantly.  His hands flew to your waist, pulling you closer softly.

His care with you was so cute. But you were already expecting that. You wouldn’t bet he was the most pervert. That title was reserved to Namjoon. You let yourself enjoy the moment, letting your hands touch his hair, his neck, his back; feeling him. Feeling Jin.

“You wanna go to my bed?” he asked. You nodded shyly and he pulled you up, entangling your legs around his hips and carrying you probably towards his bed. He let you fall onto the mattress, fixing himself over you. He kissed you again, letting his hand explore your body. His tongue was dancing with yours in a sexy pace. His hand flew down, squeezing your breasts over you shirt, his touch starting to make you wet.

 His lips were now on your neck, sucking at it, but so softly you were sure it wouldn’t leave marks. He started to take off your shirt, and when he did, he tried to take off your bra.

When he did, he attacked your breasts, licking your nipple and massaging the other. You let out an unintentional moan, and you could feel his smile against your skin. He started to suck the other nipple and his hand traveled down, caressing your pussy over your short. He kissed your belly, and when his mouth found your short, he pulled away from you.

 He took off his shirt, showing you his perfect cute belly – giving you a heart attack too – and your short.  Once you were only on your underwear, he scanned your body. You got shy again and tried to cover yourself but he stopped you.

“Don’t, Jagi. You are wonderful. I can’t wait to fuck you already”. Cute Jin just said that?  You smiled and he let your hands go. He took off your panties and opened your legs.

“Hum… wet already. I like it” he said. Suddenly, he slipped one finger inside you, making you jump and moan by the intrusion, “don’t even need lube. Good girl” he said. He pumped his finger in and out slowly, teasingly slow. Finally, he put his mouth on your clit. Pleasure hit you; you threw your head back and let out a deep sigh. His tongue was soft against your throbbing clit. His fingers started to thrust harder and deeper and faster, wet sounds filling up the room. You felt your walls clenching, and before you could cum, he stopped moving.

“No, please” you whimpered. He smirked.

“Don’t worry, Jagi. I just want to finish it using my cock” he said.

He took off his clothes completely, and you almost gagged with the sight of his cock standing proud and red. Shit, you just wanted to suck him.

“Open your legs for me, kitten” he said.

You did as he said and he positioned himself. He placed his tip on your entrance, but didn’t thrust. He kept teasing you.

“For God sakes, Jin! Do something” You begged. You needed to feel him.

Finally, he pushed in. He let you adjust and when you nodded, he started moving in and out. His thrusts were soft, but deep. He was stretching you good. He kissed you, sucking on your bottom lip as his hands were playing with your clit, adding pleasure.

It didn’t take long for you both become a moan mess.

 “Do you like it, huh?” he asked. You just moaned in answer, pulling him closer by his back.

 He stopped moving and turned you. Your back was now in front of him. You lifted up your butt a little and he positioned himself over you again, letting his cock enter inside you. The new position made him hit a new sweet, hot spot. You moaned against the pillow, squeezing the bed sheet.

 His thrusts became rough, his thigh slapping against yours, making the sound mix with your moans.

“Oh, my God” you said. He leaned in and kissed the gap between your shoulder and neck, your body shivering and melting under his touch.

He was pushing in really rudely, the feeling of his dick stretching you driving you insane.

“Cum for me, baby girl” he said. It didn’t take long for your walls to clench around his thick cock, and when it did, he did cum inside you, the sensation making you cum soon after.  Thanks God I remembered to take the pill.

 He pulled off and did lay beside you. He pulled you against him, your head resting on his chest. His heart was beating fast.

Your head was blowing. You had just had sex with Jin. Oh my Gosh.  And you would fuck one of them for the rest of the week. That was one of the greatest things that could happen.

“You ok?” he asked, his accent was so cute.

“I’m fine. How about you?” you asked shyly.

 He hugged you tighter, caressing your head. “I am fine Jagi” he said, “Did you like it?”

Of course I did.

“Yes, Jin. It was wonderful. You were so cute and soft, I really liked it”.

He placed a kiss on your head and sighed

“Are you ready for the rest of the week?”  he asked.

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Originally posted by looking-over-my-shoulder

Fandom: Marvel
Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x (nurse)reader
Genres: mild angst, romance, fluff
Words: 2.585
Summary: based on an imagine “Imagine being Pietro’s nurse and him falling in love with you” - requested by Anonymous

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Be Still My Heart (George Washington x Reader)

Time Period: Hamiltime (Soulmate AU)

Word Count: 1,280

Warnings: None

A/N: My first fic ever published on this blog! :) Please tell me what you think. You can send requests in the ask box!


You squirmed awkwardly in your dress, the heat from the summer day causing the material to stick uncomfortably to your skin. You strolled through downtown Manhattan with your best friend Eliza hanging on your arm. The sounds of the men at work filled your ears. 

“Anyways,” she was saying, “Alexander will be there and I would really like you to meet him.” She gazed lovingly down at the text scrawled on her arm: Schuyler? The first thing her soulmate, Alexander Hamilton, had ever spoken to her. 

“What time should I be there?” You asked her.

“Six o’clock. There will be food and dancing and lots of soldiers.” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at you and you let out a laugh.

“Sounds exciting,” You said honestly. Your eyes flickered to your own Mark. Please, the fault is mine. You sighed.”You don’t think–?”

Eliza read your mind. “You never know,” she said in a sing-song voice.

You arrived the Schuyler Mansion just after six in your best lilac ball gown. You were nervous about entering unescorted, but luckily, just as you walked in, you were swept away by the youngest Schuyler sister.

“(Y/N), you’re here! Dance with me,” She giggled.

“Peggy!” You exclaimed. “I’m sure you have dozens of men who wish to dance with you.” 

“Yes, but they’re nowhere near as fun as you.” She beamed. 

You and Peggy twirled around the ballroom and you couldn’t help but smile. Her attitude was infections and soon, you were laughing along with her. Once the song had ended, you curtsied to one another and giggled. “I can’t keep you from those soldier boys for too long, can I?” You teased. Sure enough, just as you made your way from the floor, several men were pushing their way towards your friend.

The room was very crowded; men, women, and (just like Eliza said) soldiers milled about, all with drinks in their hands and smiles on their faces. As you looked around for Eliza, a man backed into you and you let out a small squeak. “Oh, excuse me,” you apologized. 

“Please…” your heart leapt into your throat and began beating rapidly, “It’s no trouble,” and it fell back down into your chest. 

“(Y/N)!” You only now noticed that Eliza clung to his side. She looked beautiful in a turquoise dress with her hair tied back. “I didn’t notice you come in.”

“I was dancing with Peggy,” You explained. 

“(Y/N), this is Alexander, my soulmate. Alex, this is my best friend.” 

The man gave you a sweeping bow. “It’s a pleasure to meet the topic of much of Eliza’s conversation.” 

You chuckled lightly. “I could say the same thing to you!”

Eliza was blushing and you gestured to her cheeks. “Oh, we’ve embarrassed her!” 

Alexander let out a bark of laughter. “Well, I’d say we’re doing well then, huh?” 

You giggled and nodded your head. “I won’t keep you guys from having fun. Why don’t you go dance?” 

Eliza tugged on her soulmate’s arm. “That’s a wonderful idea.” 

Alexander shot you an SOS look, but nevertheless, let himself me dragged away. 

“Not much of a dancer?” You called after them. When he shook his head vigorously, you shouted, “Just let her lead!” You smiled at the two of them and turned to look for someone else you knew.

You shuffled your way through the crowd and just as you spotted Angelica from across the room, your shoulder came in contact with someone’s chest. “Pardon me, sir.” You were so distracted by trying to make it to Angelica that you almost missed the words the came from the man next to you.

“Please, the fault is mine.” Your heart stopped. The people around you continued to dance and socialize, but your whole world had come to a standstill. Your head whipped up to see who it was that said the words you had been waiting your whole life to hear. The decorated uniform told you instantly who he was.

General George Washington. 

When he saw the look in your eyes, a wide grin spread across his face. “It’s you, isn’t it?” 

You opened your mouth to reply, but no words came out. You stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do, when he offered you his arm. “Care to join me in the garden?” You nodded wordlessly and he led you to the french doors that led outside. 

With the doors closed behind you, the sounds of the party faded away and you took in the beautiful garden with it’s flagstone walkway, hundreds of flowers, and stone bench that rested in the center. 

The two of you walked in silence for a few minutes and somehow you knew that he was letting you catch your breath. You looked up at him and he still had the delighted smile resting on his lips, but he seemed in no hurry. He seemed content.

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N),” You introduced yourself in a quiet voice. 

“George Washington,” He returned, matching your tone. 

“I know,” You said stupidly and he let out a laugh. “May I ask you a question, General?” You asked timidly. 

“Only if you agree to call me George,” He replied.

“Deal.” Your lips twitched upwards. “Why is it, that you had to ask me if I was your,” you hesitated before saying the word, “soulmate?”

He stopped and chuckled lightly, looking down at you. “If you don’t mind, I can show you.” Before you could ask what he meant by that, he had released your arm and was removing his coat. Your eyes widened in surprise, but you didn’t protest. In fact, you gently took his coat from him, to which he smiled and presented his arm to you. After gently rolling up the sleeve, you saw the words Pardon me, sir, written across his forearm. You stared at them, recalling the encounter that took place only moments before.

“I still don’t understand…” You began slowly. 

“Do you know how many times these words have been spoken to me in my lifetime?” 

You blushed, feeling silly that you didn’t catch on before. “Many times, I’m sure.” 

He hummed in agreement, rolling his sleeve back down. “The very first time, I was sixteen, and I was positive I had found my soulmate.” He shook his head. “Her arm, however, didn’t bear my reply. To which she was lucky. “It’s you!” would’ve been terribly embarrassing to have tattooed on your skin for your whole life.” You laughed openly as you held out his coat which he slipped back onto his shoulders. “From that day on, whenever those words were said to me, I never reacted. I would simply answer them and watch.”

“Watch for…?” 

“The look on your face when I replied? That was what I was looking for.” Your face grew hot as you remembered how awkward you had been, unable to even form words.

George chuckled and you noted how much you liked the sound of his laughter. “I hope I am not being too forward,” he started.

“Yes?” You encouraged. 

He took your hands (his were very large by comparison). “May I kiss you?” He asked. There was no longer a smile on his face as he stared down at you. He’s nervous, you realized.

Instead of answering him, you leaned up on your toes and gently pressed your lips to his, to which he responded animatedly. His hands left yours and one found a place on your waist, the other on the small of your back. 

When you pulled away you were breathless. He gave you a lopsided grin. “I’m glad it was you,” he said softly.

And you couldn’t help but agree.

Is This Love? (JiminxReader)


Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Angst

Summary: The reader plans to ask Jimin to Valentine’s Dance but Jimin already has a date.

Word Count: 998 words

My best friend Zienna was zipping up the back of my dress while simultaneously lecturing me on how to approach my crush, Jimin , before the Valentine’s Dance tonight.

“And please don’t use that voice you use when you’re nervous.” She said straightening out my dress. “What voice?” I asked defensively. “You know the one where your voice gets all high pitched and you start squeaking. I’ve heard you do it when you were talking to Jimin last week.”

I shoved her off playfully. “I did not!” I laughed. “You did too!”She said slppaing my arm. I groaned. What if I squeaked tonight, I had plans to ask Jimin to go to the dance with me today. I knew he didn’t have a date because Zienna was dating his best friend, Taehyung and he had assured us he was going solo. My plan was to go over to Tae’s house with Zienna and when Jimin and I both didn’t have partners, I figured we would just end up going together.

Zienna was putting on some more mascara when she saw my nervous reflection in the mirror. “Y/N.. Don’t worry. The worst he can say is no.”

I nodded my head gravely, “You’re right, that is the worst thing.”

Zienna laughed at me, she always said I was overly dramatic. In a way, she has point. Last year, Jimin held open a door for me so I mass texted her during a presentation. She wasn’t happy.

Zienna pulled me up by arms and looked me straight in the eye. “You got this Y/N. If he says ‘yes’, then awesome. If he says ‘no’, whatever, I’ll share Taehyung with you and we’ll treat him like fourth wheel the entire night!” I laughed and gave her hug. I wanted to believe that I would be okay if he said “no” but I knew I wouldn’t. I don’t really know what love is or how it’s supposed to feel like, but what I feel for Jimin, when he walks into a room or when someone says his name, feels pretty close to it.

We got to Tae’s house and we rang the doorbell. Zienna was wearing a midi silky rosy pink dress that hugged her curves. I always felt like Zienna had the perfect body which is why I really didn’t want to be standing next to her if Jimin opened the door. I was wearing a strapless silver fitted dress that I paired with shiny reflective gold heels. I felt pretty but I was still really nervous.

“Hey babe- Woah” Taehyung’s eyes raked over Zienna’s over body and I instantly felt a pang of jealousy; not because I liked Tae but because I loved their relationship so much.

“You look amazing Zienna, wow!” He pulled her close and we got inside the house.

Tae led us to the living room where his mother and father were talking to Jimin. We greeted his parents and they complimented us making us thank them bashfully. I looked over at Jimin and he looked handsome as ever. He was wearing a grey tux with silver embellishments and a red tie. I looked down at my own outfit and it looked as though we planned it.

Jimin looked over at me and laughed. “Wow.” He said motioning between our outfits. “People will think we’re a power couple,” He said laughing. I blushed furiously and replied, “A force to reckon with.” He laughed harder.

Zienna looked over at me from her seat on the couch, raising her eyebrows at me. Ugh. I shook my head subtly and then she narrowed her eyes, letting me know that if I didn’t say something, she would.

I turned over to Jimin and took in deep breath. “Hey, Jimin, I was wondering-” I was cutoff by the sound of doorbell. Jimin’s eyes immediately lit up and he said, “That must be Rita!” he quickly moved to open the door and sure as hell standing outside looking stunning as ever was Rita.

“Rita, you look stunning,” Jimin said grabbing her hands and kissing her cheek as he pulled her inside. They walked into the room holding hands. “Hey, everyone!” Rita said brightly. Everyone in the room responded except me. I couldn’t look over at Zienna, I knew she would have that expression she pulls when she feels absolutely terrible at something but also really disappointed. If I made eye contact with her, I would break. Jimin was looking at Rita the way I imagined I looked at him. I wanted to cry or yell and tell him how I felt about him, but I didn’t. That’s how I knew I really did love Jimin, because when you love someone, their happiness comes first and no matter how hurt I was, I didn’t want to spoil something as heartwarming as Jimin’s smile.

“Y/N, I love your dress.” Rita said to me and I smiled as brightly as I could. “Thank you, Rita. You look beautiful.”

“Should we go now?” Jimin said, putting his arm around Rita’s waist.

“Yeah, we should.” Taehyung said, standing up. Zienna moved over to me and whispered, “Are you okay?” I nodded slightly.

“Actually guys, I’ll meet you there. I need to stop by my house real quick,” I lied. Zienna saw right through it too, shaking her head at me.

“Oh, are you sure? We can all wait outside if you want?” Jimin offered sweetly.

“No, I’m sure. I’ll see you later.”

I quickly said goodbye to Tae’s parents and the rest of the gang and got in my car. Only when I was parked in my driveway did I finally allow myself to cry.


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Worry Part Two (Washington x Reader)

AN: here’s part two!

Requests: @emily-ily2 @the-a-ham

Word Count: 1,607

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You woke up later in the morning than you would have preferred with a party to attend to, and George still wasn’t back. He usually spent every moment he could with you when he was home. What had Emma told him? Best to worry about it later. You got up as quickly as you could after last night. There was a knock on the door before George let himself in. You avoided looking at him as you went to get your dress for the day as well as for the party from the wardrobe and laid them out on the bed. 

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Thick Thighs~Namjoom{Rap Monster}{M}

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Part of my BTS X chubby9Thick) Reader series Part on is right here {Jimin} All of you

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Warnings (if you call them that): slight daddy kink, metion of breath play and smut lots of smut

An:I was once a child of god you know

Originally posted by bangdulce

It was a bad day.

A really bad fucking day.

It was full of yelling at your parents, and then tripping spilling your lunch all over you. So now you and your best friend had left your apartment dressed in tight black pants, and a tight top. Your body was jiggling just the way you like it as you walk in. Your confidence made eyes trail over you as you walked into the club. The bass of the song making ypur smile grow aa your best friends small hand holds onto your arm dragging you to the bar. Laughter filled you as the bartender eyes you,his tongue running over his lower lip as he gives you a smile.

“So what do you two beautiful women want to drink?”

“Three rounds of shots..and keep the comming!” Your friend yells over the bass making you smile. The base of the sing made your hips nove side to side as you felt two pairs of handsnon your lower back. Jumping you turn around to see more of your friends making you smile as the jump at youarms wrapping around you as you laugh. The bad flowing off of you as you turn back to the bar and down three shots.

One after another you felt your body lighten as you drag your friends to the dance floor. Hips moving to the beat as your friends smack at your butt, making the boys who were around you let out groans. The way you jugglied in all the right places caught their eyes and the fact you had alcohol in your system, and you brain was clouded your confidence was above the natural shyness you had while dancing. You were having fun, droping to the ground and snapping back up with a slight hair flip you roll your lip between your teeth. You friends cheered, one even going as far to stuff your bra with ones. You eyes lock with a boy standing with his friends. Several eyes on you, you throw a wink when your friends grind into you making you toss your head back in laughter. Your best friend hands you another shot glass from the bar, throwing it back you cough a bit as you hand the now empty shot glass to someone.

Your eyes met the group of guys again. Noticing you looking most looked away, all but one. You raise your eyebrow at him as he winks at you and gives you a smile. You couldve dropped you panties right then and there, the dimples and the way his lips rolled against his teeth made you freeze for a split second. But another set of rough hands touch your hips making you roll yoy head to the side as you to sway to the bass. The strangers  hands staying at your hips as yours wrap sround his neck, you back flushed against his chest as your eyes stay locked with boy across the room.

But you pull away as Bebe Rexha song Bad Bitch begins to play. You slolwy walk to him with a smrik on your face holding your hand out to him, he looks you up and down. He watched you through his lashes as he bites his lips, one of his friends takes a step as if to claim you from this boy when he  placed his cup down he walks away from his friends and pulls you against his chest. When you finally hit the dance floor he was rapping the lyrics into your ears as you grund his lips trailling against your neck making your roll it to the side.

As Bebe begins to sing again you tubr around you ass facing him as you grind your hands twrilking around his hair his groan echos in your ears as you truly grund against him. Not some light rubbing like the other guy who was now onto another girl somewhere.

His hands didn’t stay at your waist, but ran up and down the curves of your side over the slight lift of your belly to between your thighs making you moan as he cups your heat. You buckle into his hand as he presses harder, making your body slightlt shake. You turn around again your hands pulling his face against yours at the last note of the sing. Lips pressing togther into a tight mess of teeth, and sliva being passed around.

“Y/N.” You breath out as the next sing plays he gives you a smile and slides his hand over you ass, you raise your eyebrow at him.


“Nice to met you…hopefully I’ll see you next time.” You mumbled pullig him back into a messy kiss. You pull away as your friends grab your arm, he stood there with anger in his eyes but also need. He needed you, so bad.

You had tasted  so sweet with a soight twist at the end due to the Vodka, it made his toes curl at the thought of where else he could test how sweet you were. You ass felt so nice in his hands, and every time you buckled  into him had made him wanting to make you beg. Beg for him between your legs, begging for his fibgers, for his dick. He wanted you. He needed you. He eyes stay on you, and he realizes how much he truly wants to be between your thick thighs. When you left hus sight he had groan and walked back to hus group of friends.

“Where is the fucking hotty?” Yoongi asled his friend making the table spike into conversation.

“Did you two fuck in the bathroom?” Jimin piped in making Namjoon roll his eyes and shake is head.

“One song…she dance with me for one song and left with her friends…but god I fucking want her.” He speaks making the tablw grow quiet as the lisent to him. “She tasted so sweet…and sounded…fuck.” he was lost for words as he thought of the soft wines you had let his ears be blessed with.

“Dude.” Jim spoke nodding over to see one of your friends.

“Namjoon?” The small girl askes making him nod as she smiled. “Okay my best friend,Y/N, needs to get laid. A good time. But she won’t ambit it because she has this thing about hooking up. But I will fucking kick her ass if she turns you down….shit sorry I’m drunk.” She mumbled rubbing her head as she looked to the guy her friend was speaking about, he was god like. “Anyway, I aporve of the dirty  shit…just…I don’t know follow me to find her. Talk her up take her home.” She was blushing realizeing the others she turn around as Yoongi and Tae nudge him.

“Follow her.”

He didn’t have to be told fight as he pushed past people to fin you standing another drink in your hand as his hands wrap around your waist making you jump. “What you did back there wasn’t that nice…you should make it up to me.” She turned her head to the side with a small smile on her face.

“How so?”

“Kiss me again.” His words made your friends cheers as you turn to face him. You cup his cheeks and pulls his face to yours, his hands on your hips as you kiss. His tongue slides over your closeed lip making you psrt them. You moan as he grips you ass, his lips koving from your mouth to you neck.

“Boy.” You mumbled sarcastically when you felt his teeth pull at the skin, he smiles up at you as he pulls away slightly. His eyes on the mark, even though it probably looked less dark in the poorly lit room.

“What is it baby?” He questions making you flush as you felt your ubderwear grow uncomfortable at the slickness that was between your legs.

“You are testing me.”

“Is that a good or a bad thing?” He mymbled his arms trapping you against the table. You roll your eyes making him growl, “Don’t roll your eyes at me.”

“Okay daddy.” You snap back making him shudder as his head falls to the croke of your neck. “Really…daddy. You like being called daddy?”

“Call me that one more time and Im taking you to my house and fucking your brains out all night long.” He growls in you ear as you smrik. Sliding you hand down his chest, over his tight stomach making him flinch slightly. But when you run your fingers over his belt buckle you couldn’t help but smile at the noise that left his lips. Aa you tug him closer you hand drops to the tent in his pants. He let out a groan as you nibble at his ear.

“But what if thats what I want daddy. What if I want to be fucked by my daddy, be fucked right by daddy.” He pulls back as he rips ypu hand from him and drags you out of the club. Hearing the cheers of your friend the seriousness of the situation hit you. Well more like it hit you when you got into the cab and his hands were running up and down your very large thighs.

Just because you look like ypu feel sexy with the clothes on doesn’t mean with them off you do. Infact you don’t. But tonught you wanted him, you wanted him so bad so you grabbed his hand sliding it up further up your thigh makimg him cough as he got the hint. “You can wait a moment baby.” He whispers in your ear as the can pull over, the apartment complex was huge, he paid the driver as you dragged you into the outside elevator and pushed you against the wall after pressing his floor number. “Now what did you want in the car again?” His question made you groan as he have you hus hand.

You trailed his hand down your neck pressing it slightly making him grip you neck. His breath caught though when you hand pushed his over your breast, he starts to needs his hand over it till yoy run it down past your stomach making him frown. He wanted to touch you everywhere, but he the remembered you have all night. So he let you sticl his hand down your un-done pants. Expecially when he felt how wet you are.

“Shit baby.” He groans as h runs his fingers over you slit through your underwear. As the elevator door open he doesnt full pull away from you his hands put of your pants but on your hips. He gives yoy a smile as he picks you up over his shoulder making you panic till you notice he wasnt struggling.

He has the muscle of a god.

When set you down you were pushed through a door and a slam exhos your ears when lips slam against yours. Skight pain eneters you when his lips cut at you lips but you push it away aa he cups your face and begins to walk you down a hall. You almost trip when the florring chages.

“Shot sorry. Theres a step to my room.” His lips still agaibst your as he dall ontop of you. Your back against soft sheets aa you laugh.

“Could’ve told me before.”

“Where the fun in that.” Letting out a laugh he lifts your shrit over your head and his lips are all over you skin. His lips were soft, and plump as he let them roam over you. Arching your back he undoes your bra and you throw it across the room. You fears washing away when you see his eyes roaming you. The moon lighting the room. His lips fall at the top of you jeans and pulls them down. Only groaning at your strap on heels. “I want you pants off but your fucking shoes.”

“I feel the same way.” You snap back as you finally get the both off and yanks them down your ubderwear alsong down with them. With in second his mouth was on your core, his plump lips took you in making you moan. The feeling alone made your legs shale as his hands move up and down your thighs. Your jucies fall ilonto his tongue as he let out a groans. His own his rubbing agins the edge of the bed to get himself so sorr of relief. “Fuck!” You mumbled as he take you clit into his mout and his teeth lightly run along the nerve. You hands run through his hair as he lets your thighs wrap around hid beck as his slides one of his figures into you.

“Baby you taste so good..and look at that.” He mumbled pulling away making you legs drop, he watches his fingers move in and out of you so easily. “You are so ready for my dick baby girl…but ate you going to be good for daddy and cum in my mouth?” His words made you squirm aa his lip attached to you ince again making you your back arch as his hands run along you thighs and you belly. The bump between you pelvis and stomach made him groan as he reached for on of your hands. As you lace your hands togther his hair was tugged on as you scream his name. The jucies flow into his mouth as he licks and licks. Trying to get all of you but he couldn’t. He pulls away with a small groan, his mouth gapping open aa he looks at you.

“Baby you ready?” His voice was raspy as he took shrit shrit off. He hands pull the belt buckle of his jeans and he groans. “Why do we have to wear shoes?” His words made you lift your hand to you face as you giggle.

“Is this you being drunk or you being you?” Your question made him look at you as he pulled the rest of his clothing on as he climbs back onto you.

“A bit of both.” He mumbles with a smaller smile then you. His hand move to the side of you head as he smiles. “Ready?” Nodding he pushes into you making both of yoyr groan, you back arching into him. His lips fall onto you chest as he waits for a moment. His hips pull out as he pushes back into you. His hips moving faster and faster, his moeans moc with you small wines. Your hands run into his hair making his eyes roll back into his head.

He oulls out making you wine as he sits down he brings you waist up to his and he pushes back into you. You felt his hand run down you thighs and wraps them around his waist as his hand guide under your back. You felt you body shake as he hit the spot you’ve been waiting for.

“I’m about to cum. Faster please!” You cry out as he looks at you.

“Say it.” He mumbledas one of his hands moves around your neck. You vision slightly burned as you let out a gasp when he lets the pressure up. “Say it. Come on say my name.”


“Not that one!” He growled making you cry when he stopped moving.

“Please daddy keep moving please!” He smrik as he starts moving back into you. He was moving faster and faster, his lips on your neck when your eyes rolled back. You felt him spill into you as he slow and stops he pulls out and falls down next to you. His arm wrapping around your waist his face burying into your neck as he let out a soft breath.

“Backwards …but go on a breakfast daye with me tomorrow.” His voice was soft as you turn your head to look at him.

“Im still drunk ask me in the morning.” You voice was soft as you turn into him, your face pressed to his neck as he lets out a breathy laugh and look down at you.

“Maybe I can wake up up with me between you delicious thick thighs of yours.”

“Boy, let me sleep.”


Pairing: Mark Sheppard x Reader
Words: 1026
Requested by Anonymous:  Can I request the reader an actress faints on set or at a con after working herself too hard? Thank you ❤️ 

           You loved being at cons more than pretty much anything. You loved getting to spend time with the fans, sharing stories, laughing, and taking pictures. The fans were like family to you and the rest of the cast, so these cons were the best.

           “Good morning, Beautiful,” Mark greeted you when you walked out of the bathroom after getting ready for the day.

           “Good morning, Handsome,” you smiled at him. He was already dressed and ready and lounging on the bed waiting for you, “You look comfy.”

           “I am,” he smirked.

           “Well, are you ready to get down there?” you asked.

           Mark nodded, standing up from the bed, “Are you exhausted from doing all this yesterday too?” he asked, putting his arms around you.

           “I’m tired, but I’m okay,” you said, “Just excited to do it all over again. The fans are seriously amazing.”

           “Do you want to grab something for breakfast before we go out and talk to everyone?” he asked.

           You shrugged, “I’m just gonna grab some coffee.”

           “You’re sure?”

           “I’m sure,” you nodded.

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Fuzzbutt (Sam Wilson x reader)

Request: sorryimacrapwriter said: Can I request a story where reader has a service dog (I’m about to get one for my diabetes!!!), and he’s super protective of her. Like, won’t let others around unless necessary. The service dog goes with reader on missions to keep an eye on her, but one day the dog is hurt and reader gets hurt as well and the dog can’t get to her. So Sam comes swooping in and saves her because he’s really into her and notices. When they get back to HQ, the dog is loving on both reader and Sam? Angst and fluff?

When your new puppy arrived at the compound, he was everyone’s best friend almost immediately; even Tony found himself unable to be without cuddling up to the little guy for very long without going through withdrawal.  Steve reverted back to what he must have been like as a little kid, annoying and whining to you when Tony was hogging puppy time, Thor couldn’t understand why you wouldn’t let him take your fur-laden beast to Asgard for a few days, and both Natasha and Wanda were having far too much fun dressing the little guy in new puppy clothes for you to get much time with him yourself.  Even with as much fun as he seemed to be having, your little protector wouldn’t want anything to do with any of them unless you were there too, making it very clear with his best attempt at a snarl if they crossed him.  

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George Weasley x reader Yule Ball

Pairing: George x reader

Warnings: Nah. It’s just fluff

A/N: Hey guys! This is my very first fanfic, hope you guys like it. The fanfic takes place in The Goblet of Fire and feel free to request. For now, I’m only going to accept Fred and George requests. Make sure to vote and requests are open! :^) 

My breath hitched.

My heart beat faster.

My eyes widened and my jaw dropped.

There I saw the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen; The woman I’ve been madly in love with.

(Y/N) was a girl from my year. A girl that I find myself slowly falling for whenever I see a glimpse of her beauty and when I started getting to know who she really is. (Y/N) was sorted into Ravenclaw in our 1st year whilst I was sorted into Gryffindor. At first, I didn’t really care about it because I used to think of her as just another student in Hogwarts when in reality she’s more than that. The day I first talked to her was in the library when I decided to sit next to her whilst she was doing her homework in Transfiguration whilst I do mine. Whilst I was doing my homework, I accidentally nudged the bottle of ink which spilled black ink on her paper. 

“Oh crap! I’m so so sorry” I apologized picking up the bottle and trying my best to stop the ink from going to her parchment paper but, I made it worse.

She sighed. Frustration and anger showed on her face. She looks like she will punch me in the face any second for what I just did.

“I’m very very so-” 

“It’s fine. Just be more careful if you don’t want me to punch you” she said making me chuckle.

“I’m George Weasley” 

“I know. You’re the other half of the Weasley twins famous for your pranks”

“How’d you know? So what do you think about our pranks?” I said. A smirk growing on my face.

“Well, obviously I’ve seen some of your pranks and I can overhear girls blabber on how great you and Fred are and how you guys were a hot piece of meat.” she replied rolling her eyes at the last sentence. “oh and the pranks? I’d say I’m impressed about how you guys could think of such ridiculous pranks and manage to not get caught” she added.

“Right they are,” I said winking making her roll her eyes and laugh.

“What? Don’t you agree with them Ms? what’s your name?” I said.

“My name’s (Y/N) (Y/L/N) and no, I don’t agree with them” she replied smiling a bit. 

We then continued our conversation; talking about our lives, interests, and sharing lots of banter. This soon develops a close friendship between us despite our differences.

Days, weeks, months, years, have passed. I started to feel something different when I’m with her. My heart beats faster when I stare deep in her (Y/E/C) orbs or by just simply glancing at her. The atmosphere changes whenever we talk to each other–feeling like it’s only the two of us in the room. The sadness I feel whenever she doesn’t go to our meeting spot in the library. 

That’s when I realize

That I’m head over heels for (Y/N).

I fell in love with her personality, her beauty, and her imperfections. Everything about her just seems perfect.

Now fast forward to the present.

The day of our Yule Ball.

I still can’t believe though that I had the balls to ask her out. Although I did say that I’ll only go with her as “friends” since I fear that she finds out I like her and that will ruin our friendship. 

She did say yes so the nervousness kind of lessened. My thoughts were cut off when my eyes laid on a particular person.

My breath hitched.

My heart beat faster.

My eyes widened and my jaw dropped.

There I saw the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen; The woman I’ve been madly in love with. 

(Y/N) (Y/L/N) entered the room. Slowly capturing lots of people’s attention. Men’s eyes were widened and shocked by her beauty whilst some women gave glares and some gave her compliments as she replies a simple nod or a thank you to each of them.

bloody hell, she’s breathtaking. 

As she started walking near me, my eyes locked with hers.

Finally, she stands in front of me with a smile plastered on her face.

Today she looked different–in a good way.

She was wearing a blue, off-shoulder ball gown to represent her house color. She wore light makeup and ditched her eyeglasses. Her (Y/H/L) (Y/H/C) was styled into a fancy bun. A few strands were left. (sorry if you have short hair)

“hey,” she said breaking me in my trance.

“why hello m’lady,” I said trying to sound confident as possible to hide my nervousness.

“hello handsome,” she said with the same confidence.

“s-so u-uh want a  d-drink?” I said with my confidence crumbling into pieces.

“Is the George Weasley stuttering? Wow. First time to ever hear you like that” she said chuckling. 

“Oh shut up” I replied laughing as I started to feel my cheeks heat up.

“Sure. I’d love something to drink” she said.

I walked away and when I started blending in the crowd, my speed gradually increased and finally arrived at the table filled with food. I poured wine to two glasses then I felt a weight on my shoulder causing some of the wine to spill.

“Georgie! A beautiful date you got there. Finally got the balls to ask her out, eh?” Fred said

“Oh shut up. I asked her out as ‘friends’” I replied.

Fred groaned and said 

“Merlin’s beard George! You have got to ask her out on an ‘actual’ date before someone does. With that beauty and personality, I’m pretty sure a lot of men are willing to ask her out someday if you won’t ask her” 

Fred’s right. Just when I left grabbing a drink I saw a guy from Durmstrang flirting with her. I felt a sudden wave of pain when I saw this. I’ve always hated that feeling–the jealousy and pain I feel whenever I see her chat with boys and even sometimes she’s oblivious when the guy he’s talking to flirt with her. 

“You’re right, Freddie” I sighed.

“Now don’t just stand here like a wuss! Stop wussing out! Go and get her, Georgie!” Fred said pushing me lightly. 

“Alright, alright, I will,” I said and went back to (Y/N).

I went to her and spotted her by herself. I rushed to her and gave her the glass of wine. She thanked me and took a sip.

The ceremony soon started and soon enough we all started dancing to the music with our partners. The music finally ended and was replaced by a slower one. 

I placed both of my hands on her hips whilst her hands moved to my shoulders. Her touch lingering, sending shivers down my spine and making my heart beat faster. Our foreheads touched as we slowly sway to the music. 

“Had fun tonight?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she said. 

We continue to dance in an uncomfortable silence.

“Come with me,” I said breaking the ice. 

“Excuse me?”

“Come with me” I repeated.

“To where?”

“Somewhere else,” I said and offered her my hand.

She took it and we both leave the room.

We both ran down the halls of Hogwarts with (Y/N) following behind.

“George slow down! It’s not easy to run with heels you know!” (Y/N) panted.

“Sorry!” I said slowing down my pace.

We then finally arrived at our destination: The Astronomy Tower.

I heard a gasp behind me so I looked at (Y/N)’s astonish face as she slowly walked next to me.

  The view from the Astronomy Tower was fascinating. The moon illuminated in the sky along with the stars and there weren’t many clouds.

I glanced back at (Y/N)  and the first thing that I noticed was how her eyes sparkled in the moonlight. Her nose was in a shade of red and so are her cheeks due to the cold breeze. Her skin illuminated in the moonlight. And those lips that are tinted in a light shade of pink. Looked so soft and kissable. 

All I can say is that she’s way more beautiful compared to the view.

“So, why’d you bring me here?” she asked breaking my trance.

That’s when the nervousness came back. The same amount of nervousness when I asked her out to the Yule Ball. What should I do? Should I kiss her already? Should I make a long sweet message? Or should I- Oh no word vomit.

“I l-like y-y-you,” I said.

“What?” She asked in shock.

“I l-l-like y-y-you. I’ve always had. Ever since I spilled ink on your homework. I love everything about you. Your eyes, your hair, your smile, your laugh, and even your imperfection. Basically everything about you. I know this sounds so cheesy and all but a day without you feels blue.” I said.

She stood there. Her cheeks got redder and her smile was gone.

“I know you probably don’t like me back and I’m pretty sure I look like an idiot but I hope this won’t end our friendship” I replied. I felt a tear fell down my cheek and my heart breaking.

Soon enough I was crying. In front of the girl that I love. 

I felt embarrassed and my legs felt week. I fell on my knees as I felt her stare at me.

She came near me and sat next to me. She made me look at me by grabbing my chin with her thumb and index finger. She wiped the tears falling from my face and I felt her forehead against mine.

“I,” she said as she came nearer.

“love,” she said. Our lips centimeters away.

“you” she whispered.

I crashed my lips to her soft ones and it was the best feeling I have ever felt. I finally got to kissed the girl that I love. The kiss was cut off when we heard someone cheered from the back.

“WOOH YEAH GET SOME GEORGIE!” we heard Fred’s voice.

“Oh piss off!” I shouted looking at (Y/N) whose face is red.

“So, date at Three Broomsticks next week?”

“absolutely,” she said.

“best. day. ever” she said.

“not only did I get to wear this beautiful dress and get to kiss you, I get to see you cry too!” she added laughing.

“Oh shut up,” I said and kissed her again.


Wedding Day with Noctis. 💕

Location: Insomnia Church

Vows: Traditional

First Song: You Look Wonderful Tonight by Eric Clapton

Best Man: Prompto

Bridesmaids wear light blue dresses, open bar, top notch food and booze all around. Gladio steals you for your second dance then Ignis and then a awkward stepping on your feet dance from Prompto. By the end of the night Noctis steals you away to you honeymoon.

Dress Pt. 2 (Laf x Reader)

Word Count:2,477 (wow I got carried away)

Warnings: Swear words, Angst, Slight NSFW

Authors Note: I’m so happy people have been responding to my writing! Thank you for motivating me to keep writing anons! Send in requests, and thank you for giving me feed back!

Part 1

It had been a few days since your date with Thomas, and his charming demeanor had gotten the best of you. You spent most of Saturday morning daydreaming what your next date would be like, your first kiss, and maybe even the future. The boys entered your dorm and saw you lying in bed still in your PJs at 3 pm. “What’s gotten into her?” Herc asked eyeing Lafayette cautiously. “Guys I’ve got it bad.” you replied. “Mon ami, are you sick?” Laf asked. “LOVE SICK” you replied back smiling at the ceiling. Although you couldn’t see, Laf’s face had contorted into frown as his eyebrows furrowed together. Alex gave Laf a sympathetic look and pat his back. “Want to hear about it?” you enthusiastically asked the group of boys. John’s curiosity got the best of him as he excitedly nodded his head like an eager puppy. As you began telling the story, you realized that Laf started to daze off, looking at your collection of postcards pasted on your wall, then your ceiling light. “Laf, are you listening?” He turned his face back to you and forced a smile onto his face. “Actually, I think I’d rather get going than listen to you talk about your date.” He said quite bitterly with the same fake smile plastered on his face. The boys turned to each other with wide eyes. You were quite surprised yourself. You had never seen Laf so bitter, he had always been so supportive. “Umm, ok Laf. I’ll see you around?” you questioned. “Yeah” he replied unable to meet your eyes. You turned back to the remaining three boys. “What’s gotten into him?”

Laf made his way into the commons slowly dragging his feet. He had never seen you so happy since college started. He didn’t want to take that away from you, but at the same time he couldn’t stand to see you fall for Thomas. Just as he got to the corner he heard Thomas and James talking. He stopped to listen. “Dude give me the money” Thomas’s voice, Laf recognized. Then James spoke “ugh, fine. I can’t believe you actually like Y/N. You could do so much better.” Lafayette clenched his fists. “Yeah, but I mean she’s so hot. I never noticed her in those huge sweatshirts and leggings.” Thomas stated. “Just think, if I had never bet on  you to ask out Y/N you never would’ve gotten her.” James replied with a smirk audible in the way he spoke. At that Laf had heard enough to put the puzzle pieces together. He stepped out from the corner and straight for Thomas’s collar. He fisted the purple material of Thomas’s button down and pushed him against the wall. “So you’re telling me you asked out Y/N because James bet you?” Laf spat inches away from Thomas’s face. A smirk appeared on Thomas’s face. “Well, well, well. Seems like someone has been eavesdropping.” Thomas said calmly with a taunting smirk. “You don’t deserve Y/N. Do you know how much she cares about you? You only want her for her looks. I bet you don’t even care about her personality.” Laf began. “You are right my friend” Thomas cut in. “She’s just my arm candy. But don’t worry Lafayette. I’ll be done with her soon so you can get some.” “Oh God, how is Y/N going to react when I tell her” Lafayette shot back at Thomas. “She’s not going to find out” Thomas said simply. “Quelle? You think that I’ll keep this from my best friend?” Laf asked surprised, raising his eyebrows. “What’s in it for you if you tell her Lafayette. She’s gonna go out get drunk and find someone new as a rebound. She’s not going to come running into your arms. Because guess what. You are not her prince charming Lafayette. Do you know why? It’s because most of the time princes have the balls to tell the princess that they like her. But here you are. Stuck in the friend zone. Don’t blame it on me that I got the girl Lafayette, you did it to yourself. Besides, I doubt Y/N sees anything more in you than the best friend that you are.” Thomas replied harshly. The look of shock Laf had on his face said it all as Thomas wiggled his way out of Laf’s grip. He pat Laf on the chest and walked out with James trailing behind him.

Lafayette let the jagged words sink in. Maybe Thomas was right, what would you do with that information. It would probably do more harm than good. He shook his head as he headed out for some fresh air.


One month later…

You had managed to drag the boys out to go dress shopping with you. Thomas had asked you to another fancy restaurant for your one month anniversary, and you decided to treat yourself. You headed for the dressing room with a pile of dresses. You stepped out after each one until you got to a navy blue number. It was off the shoulder with the bodice tight and a flowy skirt attached. “Well, what do you think?” All the boys nodded, looking at you up and down. All the boys except Laf. “Non. I don’t like it. It isn’t the message you want to be sending.” Laf stated looking back at his phone. Ever since you had gotten deeper into the relationship with Thomas, Lafayette began to become distant. You frowned “What do you mean? I think I look hot!” you said slightly laughing. Lafayette just shook his head and said “Do whatever you want Y/N” his words pierced you like a knife. He rarely called you by your name. You were mostly ‘mon ami’ (my friend) but he hadn’t called you that for many weeks now. “Um ok, I’ll try another one” you said heading back into the dressing room. You stepped out a few moments later in a much less flattering pink fluffy dress. “Ahhh, oui oui” Lafayette said. “That is the one”  he said nudging Herc discreetly. “Yup, I think that’s the one Y/N” Herc chimed in. “You sure?” you asked the boys, it didn’t hug your figures like you wanted but it seemed to have the majority of votes. “Ok fine. I’ll take this one” you said while a smile spread across your face.


The days leading up to your month anniversary were rocky. You had managed to get Lafayette to talk more, walking with him in between classes. But one day it was the straw that broke the camel’s back. You were walking with Laf when Thomas caught up to you two. “G’morning love” he said in a sing song voice kissing your forehead. Laf rolled his eyes turning around to go in the opposite direction. That was when you had had enough. “I’ll see you tonight Thomas, I gotta go talk to Laf.” you said turning around. You chased him until you were both outside. “Laf what the hell has gotten into you?” you finally asked. You had been meaning to ask him for the past month. “What do you mean?” he asked back with no emotion at all. “Laf I can tell when you’re not telling me something. What’s wrong?” “Um let’s see what happened. Oh yeah Thomas.” He said bitterly still walking towards the parking lot. You grabbed a hold of his hand and pulled on it so he would face you. “What do you mean Laf? He makes me happy.” you said confused. You looked into his eyes. Something you hadn’t done since the day of your first date with Thomas. You always seemed to forget how attractive Laf was, you stood staring at him blankly until he began to talk. “Sure he makes you happy, but have you ever thought that I could make you happier?” he chanced at that question. You flinched. You had managed to shove that thought so far back in your brain since your first date with Thomas but you panicked as it began to take over all of your thoughts. “Wha-” you were cut off by Laf swooping down and planting his lips on yours. They fit together like puzzle pieces and sparks flew around your body. But you didn’t kiss back, you abruptly pushed him off. “What the fuck Lafayette.” you stated coldly. Be began to try to explain himself but you couldn’t bear hearing what he had to say. You loved Thomas. And you were sure he loved you too.


“You what!” the boys exclaimed as they all looked at Lafayette with shocked yes. “Oui. and she turned me down. What do I do?” he said burying his face into his pillow. He still hadn’t told anybody about the bet, and he planned to keep it that way. He had destroyed your friendship, he didn’t know if he could bear destroying your heart too.


You got ready for your date with Thomas by yourself. You didn’t know what to think about the previous events in the parking lot, and decided to shove those feelings back like always. You looked in the mirror at your pink dress which the boys had decided on. A wide smile was on your face as you recognized the familiar black Audi pulling up to the front of your dorm building. Thomas had never been in a relationship longer than a week, so the fact that you held him down for a month was shocking to him and his friends. He began to believe that he was falling in love with you. He just hoped you would love him too. You skipped out to his car as he got out of the driver’s seat to open the car door for you. ‘What a gentleman’ you thought as you neared Thomas. As soon as you were close he leaned in for a kiss, and you happily obliged. When your lips met… nothing. There was nothing, and that was when you began to question yourself.

You had made it to the restaurant and sat down at a secluded table. Thomas chuckled before talking “I didn’t think you’d actually want to go out tonight after what Laf told you” confused, you asked “what did Laf tell me?”. Thomas became stiff and played with his collar. “He didn’t tell you about the bet?” he asked “No-” “Then we can move on from in Y/N, it’s really nothing”. Concerned you pushed the subject “No, I think I deserve the right to know Thomas. We’ve been together for a month, and I’m sure the bet can’t be that bad.” you said forcing a half smile on your face expecting that he had hooked up with someone or worse, gotten someone pregnant. Thomas sighed before starting: “You know when I asked you out, it was really sudden? Well I asked you out because James bet me that I couldn’t get you to go out with me…” He continued but you could no longer hear. You felt as if your throat was closing in on you. Sure he hadn’t cheated on you, but that would have been better in this situation as it would mean he had fallen out of love with you. But to know your relationship had been built off of fake feelings made your heart shatter. “Why would Laf tell me this?” You questioned Thomas tears brimming your eyes. “Because he found out about it a few days after our first date when James payed me…” “YOU ACCEPTED JAMES’S MONEY FOR GOING OUT ON A DATE WITH ME?” you lost it, you maybe could have forgiven him if he refused the money because he actually ended up liking you. But no, you were nothing but a game to him. “Wait Y/N I truly love you now. I… I’m sorr-” Thomas began but you didn’t want to hear it. “Save it Thomas.” you quickly got up and ran outside to hail a taxi. You had to have a talk with Lafayette

You stormed into Lafayette’s dorm room where he and the rest of the boys were. “Alex, John, Hercules. Get out, I need a talk with Gilbert.” you had never called him that before and by the looks of your makeup running down your face, and your crinkled dress, the three boys shuffled out quickly. “Mon am-” “No you don’t get to call me that. Why didn’t you tell me that Thomas and James bet on me?” you got straight to the point. “I couldn’t bear seeing you heartbroken Y/N, I-” Lafayette tried to justify his actions  “Couldn’t see me heartbroken? Lafayette you kissed me on my month anniversary with Thomas. Do you know how confusing that was for me?” “I’m sorry mon ami. I just coul-”. This time it was your turn to cut him off. Aggressively you pushed yourself onto him, latching your lips onto his. How you missed that feeling. Laf eagerly melted into the kiss, his arms wrapping around your waist as your arms found his neck. The kiss heated quickly with all the sexual tension that had been surrounding you two for the past month. Your mouth hungrily found his neck sucking hard enough to know there would be a mark tomorrow. “Y/N, are- are you suure-” Lafayette said moaning as you found his sweet spot. “I’ve never been so sure in my life Laf…” you said as you began to lie down on the bed and his hands found the zipper to your dress.


You woke up the next morning slightly confused as to where you were. When you realized what had happened the previous night you blushed looking around the room for any sign of Laf. All you could find was a black box with a silver bow on it. You got out of bed, putting on one of Laf’s shirts you had found on the floor as you made your way to the black box. You opened it to find a note and some fabric wrapped in delicate white tissue paper. You took the fabric out of the paper to find the navy dress you had tried on for your month anniversary. You opened the note:

Mon Amour, (my love)

I do not think you know how good it feels to finally be able to call you that. Remember when you tried this on for Thomas and I said it did not send the right message? I said that because he does not deserve to see you look that beautiful. You have made my life 100 times brighter with just your presence and smile Y/N. I would be beyond the moon if I would be able to see you wear this dress for me, and only me. We have dinner reservations tonight at 7. Please make me the happiest man.


Votre Lafayette (your Lafayette)

After That Night(Don't Tell Him Part Four)

Pairing: Josh/Reader/Tyler //Warnings: Smut, Blowjob, Spanking, Rough Sex, Bathroom Sex, Handjob. //Rating: Mature //A/N: Not everything is as it seems.

Originally posted by indies-aesthetics

The day of your wedding was beautiful, magical, lovely, it was everything you had ever wanted and more. You were currently sitting in your dressing area with your best friends and family. Your family loved Tyler, so did your friends, so they couldn’t be happier with the fact that you were marrying him. Your hair had finally been done, your dress was on, makeup was flawless, everything on your end was ready to go. “You ready?” Your parent asked. You nod your head and stand at the back of the line behind all of the bridesmaids, groomsmen, and your maid of honor. She was with Josh, seeing as he was Tyler’s best man. You look between heads and see Tyler under the Pew, looking nervous, but also having the biggest smile on his face. Once everyone has gone down the aisle, the crowds of people in seats stand, and you know it’s your turn to walk. You loop arms with your parent and push through the doors, immediately seeing people begin to cry, Tyler included. You look over to Josh as well, who was smiling happily at you, but still, a hint of sadness resonated in his eyes. You clear your throat and link hands with Tyler as the officiant begins their speech. You each say your vows, before kissing each other, and the friends and family applaud. You smile at everyone as you to walk hand in hand back down the aisle. Once inside, Tyler runs with you up the stairs and shuts the door behind him. “Hello, Mrs. Joseph” he says, smiling as big as he could. “Mrs. Joseph, I like the sound of that” you say as he takes a step closer. You wrap your arms around him and you kiss deeply, everything feeling like it had more meaning. “We should get back, that party is for us, you know” you say, pulling back. Tyler lets out a frustrated groan before opening the door and letting you out first. You walk back down the stairs and go outside, where the reception was being held. You hear a loud applause as the two of you walk out, but all you could focus on was Josh standing in the back. You’re snapped out of your thoughts when Tyler grabs your hand and pulls you to the dance floor. You groan and kick off your heels, obliging to dance. The night was as amazing as the actual wedding, and you couldn’t have had a better time. As the night comes to a close you see that Josh had left early. Before you can even react, Tyler pulls you along to the limo and practically pushes you in. You hit what felt like a person on your way in, and look up to see the familiar mess of yellow hair. Josh. Let’s go back to they night.///////////////////////// Marry me. His words were ringing in your ears and you looked up to see if he was serious. You’re left speechless looking between the boys, both of them expecting an answer. “Tyler, I love you, but I also love Josh. This is something I don’t think I can decide on right now” you say, standing from the bed. “(Y/N) that’s not what I asked” Tyler said. You must’ve been visibly confused, and so was Josh, so he continued. “You were mine first. To the world and anyone looking in, you still are mine and only mine. I don’t think we should end what we've​ been doing. It would kill me to see how upset either of you would be. But, (Y/N), I love you so much more than you will ever know. I just want to be with you forever, and let everybody know. I want to know that whatever happens between the three of us, you will always stick by me. Because I will always stick by you” he finishes, with a deep sigh. You hear Josh clear his throat, and you look at him to see him nodding, letting you know it was okay. You look back at Tyler, smiling. “Well, Tyler, yes. I will marry you”/////////////// The limo pulls off once Tyler is inside the car, and both of the men look at you, while you look straight ahead. Tyler wanted to get married as soon as possible, so the wedding was four months after that night. In all of that time, none of you had sex, or anything relating to such. Now, the sexual tension between the three of you was as strong as ever. You place a hand on one of each of the boys thighs, smiling when they both inhale at the same time. You lean over to Tyler first, kissing him deeply and running your fingers through his hair. You pull back and bite your lip slightly, moving over to Josh and doing the same thing. After a while of this, you get onto the ground of the limo and help them both unbutton their pants and slide them down along with their underwear. You use one Hand on each, stroking them both in unison. The mix of moans between the men was enough to make you get wet yourself, causing you to start rubbing your legs together. You move your head back and forth between them, bobbing your head on one at a time. You can feel their both reaching their ends, which is why you pulled away and sat back up in your seat. Both of the boys are visibly mad and ask why you stopped. You stay quiet until the car stops, and you get out, rushing to the hotel you were staying in tonight. You check in using your name, and take the keys, the boys walking in not far after. “Why the grumpy faces?” You ask, teasingly. Before they can answer, you move past them and walk to the bathroom, going to a stall. You do your business and walk to the sink, washing your hands. You open the door and look up, just to see two very angry faces staring back. “Something wrong?” You ask innocently. Tyler pushes you back into the bathroom and lifts you to the sink, kissing you hard enough to make your head hit the mirror. Josh checks all the stalls before locking the door and walking towards you and Ty. Tyler pulls off your wedding dress, and sets it on a different sink, his breath hitching when he sees what lingerie you had chosen for the both of them. “Mm, baby” Josh says, taking a step closer. Josh and Tyler were now in front of you, staring hungrily. “You know, it’s too bad this is really nice lingerie” Josh says, pulling the strap of the side of your thing and letting it slap back onto your hip. “Because you teased us, didn’t let either of us finish, didn’t let us speak to you, and the list goes on and on baby doll” Tyler finishes for him. “And when you get all defiant. We aren’t so gentle.” With that, Tyler pulls off your bra and Josh pulls down your thing, with so much intensity strings were popping everywhere and scratched you on the way off. You let out a loud groan and Tyler pulls you off the sink, turning you so you see yourself in the mirror. Josh pulls your head back with your hair, and quickly latches his lips onto your neck, while Tyler pulls one of your breasts in his mouth, biting softly. You don’t hesitate to let out loud groans, the wetness between your legs becoming more apparent. Without warning or hesitation, Josh pushes you down onto the ground, pulling you slightly so that you were on all fours. “I had her last time. Take this as a wedding gift” Josh says, moving in front of you and dropping to his knees. You hear Tyler doing the same from behind you, and also heartbeat sound of their pants dropping to the ground. Josh grabs your head and helps you to slowly place your mouth around his length, but Tyler is quick to shove himself inside you, making you take Josh deeper. You begin to choke slightly, but Josh didn’t let up. Meanwhile, Tyler was giving slap after sleep to your backside, always curling his fingers on the spot after each hit. Josh finally lets you move back to breathe, and smirks when you have to recollect your breath. You ease your way back onto him, making sure not to let Tyler’s ruthless thrusts interrupt you. You steady yourself with one hand and use your other to massage your clit. Tyler takes notice and nods at Josh. Josh pulls your hand away from yourself and looks you dead in the eyes. “We didn’t say you could do that” he says, the grip on your wrist tightening. You nod and set it back down on the ground. Tyler’s thrusts become more rough and fast, his hands now gripping your hips and forcing you to take him as deep as possible. He slowly moves one hand down to your clit, picking up where you had left off. It’s not long after that when you finally spill over the edge, and moan around Josh. The boys weren’t finished though. Even though you were done, they continued to use your body, and Tyler continues on your clit, trying to help you reach your second orgasm. Josh thrusts once more into your mouth, finally pouring what he had down your throat. The vulgar sounds he had made were enough to make you spill a second time, Tyler not far behind. With one last sloppy and hard hit, he came, both of the boys pulling out from you. Your arms and legs were so weak that once they weren’t holding you anymore, you fell over and laid stiff on the ground. Both the boys get redressed, and Tyler grabs your dress, sliding it back down over your body, while Josh slid your bra and panties into his pocket. Tyler watches you struggle to stand, and picks you up bridal style, before carrying you out of the bathroom. “We wore you out that bad?” Josh asks, a softness present in his voice. You nod your head. “And i loved every minute of it”
The Wedding Crasher

I was watching Say Yes to The Dress when it hit me. Not too long ago I was having a conversation with my best friend about me and my wedding, in some distant future. He reassured me that no matter what he was going to be there with bells and whistles being a part of whatever I wanted. He thought I’d say he was going to be one of my bridesmaids, but I actually want him to be the one to walk me down the aisle because he means that much to me. Anywho… that is basically what got me to write this imagine! Enjoy :D

Taron finally sees you in your dress the day of your wedding day when he comes to realize his real feelings for you.

Warnings: None
Taron x Reader
Not my gif**

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Reconnection - Jason Todd x Reader

Originally posted by commander-manders

Requested by Anon - an imagine where Jason and the reader had a relationship before he died and the reader leaves Gotham after his death because it reminds them too much of Jay and years later Dick reunites them after Jason comes back to the Batfam on good terms

You were just finishing dinner for yourself when a knock sounded from your front door. Sighing at the delicious food in front of you, you pushed it aside to go and open the door. The person on the other side was someone you hadn’t seen in a long time.

“Oh! Hi, Dick,” you exclaimed, taking in the sight of him. His hair had grown longer in the years since you had seen him last. Actually, the last time you saw him was the day you left Gotham after…well, you rather not think about that.

“Hey, (Y/N). It’s been a long time,” Dick said softly. He looked you up and down with a small smile. “You’re looking good.”

“So do you,” you answered, trying to hold the memories at bay. You could feel it creeping on the edge of your mind, gnawing at your sanity. Biting your lip hard, you tried not to think of him. 

The two of you fell into an awkward silence. Dick shrugged his shoulders, peeking into your apartment. “Can I come in?”

“Oh, sure,” you replied quickly, embarrassed you didn’t think to let him inside earlier. Shutting the door behind him, you guided him toward the kitchen. “I was about to eat. Do you want some?”

Dick looked at the food before nodding his head. “Sure, if you don’t mind,” he said, giving you a charming grin. You smiled half-halfheartedly at him as memories of Jason finally broke into your mind. Even though Dick didn’t look anything like him, your mind started interchanging him with Jason. Your eyes burned with tears, but you blinked them back.

After giving Dick some of your food, you both sat down to eat. He ate happily while you played with your food. It took you a little bit, but you finally spoke the question that was on your mind.

“Why are you here, Dick?”

Dick eyed you carefully, studying you for something, but you didn’t know what. “I just came to visit an old friend. I haven’t seen you since you left Gotham after…” His voice trailed off as you both knew of the event that made you leave Gotham years ago.

“You haven’t contacted me for years except for the occasional email, and I know you wouldn’t just drop in for a random visit,” you confronted, a tear slipping down your cheek. You brushed it away, feeling Dick frown at you. 

“I know I should have tried more after Jason’s death,” Dick began, stopping when you turned away from him. He reached out to lay a hand on your shoulder as you started shaking. Jason’s face kept floating in your mind after years of keeping it out. Perhaps it wasn’t healthy, but you hid from your memories of Jason as it was the only way you could cope with the pain of his loss. 

“No, it’s fine, Dick. I’m nothing to you, really,” you insisted. A sob escaped you as you finally gave in to your memories. Your pain returning in a tidal wave even after all these years.  

“Don’t say that, (Y/N). You meant everything to him, and therefore I care about you,” Dick soothed, standing up to slowly wrap you into a hug. You clung to him, your pain somehow still felt as fresh as if Jason had died just yesterday.

For a long time, Dick held you. He let you cry into his chest while gently rubbing a hand up and down your back. Part of you wished more than anything that it was Jason who was holding you instead. 

Once you had calmed down enough, you pulled away from him. You kept your face turned away from him, embarrassed by your appearance. “Why are you here, Dick?”

“I came to give you an invitation,” Dick admitted after a long moment, pulling an envelope out of his pocket. You reached out to take it, staring at it in wonder. “It’s to Bruce’s wedding.” Your eye popped out of your head at his words. He chuckled at your expression. “I know it was a shock to us too.”

“Well, thanks….but I don’t know if I can make it,” you mumbled as your heart tugged at the thought of returning to Gotham. 

“I know it will be hard, but it would mean so much to Bruce,” Dick insisted, taking your hand. He gripped it tightly, trying to comfort you. “You have to come home sometime, (Y/N). You can’t run forever.”

Taking a deep breath, you tried to work your mind around returning to Gotham. You knew you couldn’t stay away forever, one day you would have to face Jason’s death. It might as well be now.

“Okay, I’ll come,” you sighed as Dick cheered, trapping you into another hug. 

“Bruce will be so happy, (Y/N),” he stated while a secretive smile played upon his lips. You didn’t know it, but you were following Dick’s plan to a T. 

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It’s too hot (hot damn)

Ravus invites you over to the gardens on a date but it’s way too hot to be sitting outside.

Relationships: Reader/Ravus Nox Fleuret
Genre: Wholesome fluff


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Nico di Angelo X Reader - Lifeboat

Word Count: 1692

Summary: You, Nico, and your best friend are chosen to go on a quest together, despite the fact you’ve made it your mission to leave camp as little as possible.

“(Y/N)! We’re going on a quest!”


“You know Nico’s quest? He chose us to go with him.”

“That little bitch.”

Your name was (Y/N) (L/N). You were a simple girl with (H/C) hair, (S/C) skin, and (E/C) eyes. You dressed in fairly nice clothes, considering you spent your days at Camp Half-Blood. Your hair was always clean, and always either pulled away from your face in a messy, but good looking, bun or left to fall naturally in a way that only you could pull off. You were great with a spear, one of the best actually, and you trained hard.

Oh, and you were the daughter of Aphrodite.

Considering that information, your description might change drastically. You were simple for a daughter of Aphrodite, but beautiful. Your clothes were significantly nicer than most of the camper’s, but not extravagant enough for your siblings. You never did anything with your hair, and you trained harder than any of your siblings. Still, you got along with them and enjoyed every single one of them.

Your two best friends were odd. Marcy and Nico. A daughter of Aphrodite was only close to a daughter of Ares and a son of Hades. You loved them both, and you know they both loved you, but in the moment, you hated one of them. Your dear friend Nico knew you hated leaving the camp, yet he had chosen you to go along with him on his quest.

So you took off, toward the lake, where you knew Nico would be, sitting and thinking.

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Halfdan’s Wedding Would Include

• harald wooing the whole way through
• Halfdan blushing and then rolling his eyes at his brother
• flowers everywhere
• having a beautiful dress because Halfdan wants the best for his wife
• when the ceremony is over Halfdan swoops down and literally takes you off your feet
• the best honey moon bc he wants the best for his wife
• just him calling you wife whenever he can
• “Can you grab the ale for me, wife?”
• “Isn’t it a beautiful day, wife?”
• power couple and harald loves to tease you about it